... never even a hint, blesser...
of who is her.
but that was the point
summetime
so much time
given over
to them
a real friend
shared sense of 'opression' ..
for her
kind.
Her face contorted in demands
But i hear today
In one ear
out the other
even the list.
The last.
I no longer care.8
twenty years ago i freaked myself out
And spoke out.
Weirdest dpeaking out, ever.
Thre cameras one after the other.
( no one does that)
I dont regret a moment
But to know every word
and sleep lost night those few weeks
was wasted
Is completion.
Old identity
back.
For good.
